SLIPPERY ST. PAUL
(Patrick Simmons / Tom Johnston)
The Doobie Brothers
  

Down along the river, where the big bulrushes grow, 
you find the old frog jump in the water. 
He won't come up no more, babe. 
He won't come up no more, baby. 
He won't come up no more, woo. 
He won't come up no more, sugar mama. 
He won't come up no more. 

Smell that burnin' fire, baby, burnin' in the sand. 
See that devil rise, mama, 
He sho' wanna take yo' hand, now. 
He sho' wanna take yo' hand, baby. 
He sho' wanna take yo' hand, woo. 
He sho' wanna take yo' hand, sugar mama. 
He sho' wanna take yo' hand. 

Oh harvest moon keep shinin' your light down on me. 
The lord reach out his hand; my soul floats on out to thee. 

I don't feel no pain, when they shot me down. 
Lay my body out, baby. 
They put me in the ground, so cold. 
They put me in the ground, baby. 
They put me in the ground, woo. 
They put me in the ground, sugar mama. 
They put me in the ground.